The Divine Detective Gu Qingqiu!

There were no electric lights in this era. Only a single oil lamp burned in the side room, its dim light deepening the oppressive atmosphere.

"What's your name?"

"How many people are in your family?"

"How many children do you have?"

Gu Qingqiu began the interrogation.

She started with simple questions to put Shen the God of Wealth at ease, while using his answers to build a profile of the man.

By rights, Xia Hongyao should have stepped aside and let someone else lead the questioning, but she realized Gu Qingqiu was better at it.

"Little Loach, have you studied interrogation techniques?"

Xia Hongyao muttered under her breath.

"I've read books about them. Unfortunately, I've never had the chance to put them into practice!"

Gu Qingqiu sat beside the table and smiled faintly. "At last, today I get to fulfill that wish!"

Shen the God of Wealth answered obediently while begging for mercy. He promised them money, then mixed in threats, claiming he had connections at the county office.

In short, he was saying: Let me go, and I'll give you a fortune. I'll forgive you for everything. Otherwise, even if you get the money, you won't live long enough to spend it.

"My daughter?"

When they asked about his daughter, Shen the God of Wealth put on a grief-stricken expression and began talking about their father-daughter bond. Even Xia Hongyao didn't believe a word of it.

"Classmate, get us some masks!"

After Lin Baici took out several masks, Gu Qingqiu had everyone put them on, then pulled the paper sack off Shen the God of Wealth's head.

"Spare me, heroes!"

Shen the God of Wealth immediately lowered his head.

If he saw the kidnappers' faces, there was no way he'd get out of this alive.

"We only want money.